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[Slightly, slightly hangover]

I was in a bar, and similarly to that scene from How I Met Your Mother where drunk Barney greets everyone by kissing them like that gameshow host, I go around the bar picking up drinks from the bar and giving them to random patrons going "My brother! My sister!" while filming the whole thing. (not kissing them of course)

[I briefly wake up in between dreams]

Later I work in the theatre where a film screening takes place starring young actors. I'm backstage with the actors who re-enact the scenes in real time, going to extremes as running in the cold outside and such! Then a small break takes place and I'm anticipating the return of the cast, but wanting them to see run into the backstage from control room, I quickly try and leave the room through the hallway door (where the cast very slowly walks back into at that moment) I move through the hallway but it's narrow and extremely crowded and for some reason I cannot run to go faster but stay in place while moving in walking speed.

[I then wake up before ever leaving the hall]
lots of "build up with no climax" type of dreams which I always notice too late

I get invited by an old match from a dating app to a music performance or something, I vaguely remember this bit, all I remember from the dream is walking towards the destination on the street while a bunch of elementary school teachers and their pupils are all walking with a line of pupils following them as they head fo their excursion destination.
We pass an old railroad crossing that no longer exists fortunately and I watch the teachers one by one help their pupils cross the railroad in between trains (Daran Norris from Ned's Declassified was one of the teachers after my subconscious remembered he runs an acting school now too, although not elementary level)

[I never arrive at my destination and wake up again for a bit]

I'm at a campus as another dating app match whom I didn't know made music, invited me to her album release party. This old classmate from third grade was here as well for some reason, apparently he dated both dating app girls (who btw don't even exist) as well according to my dream's canon.
The girl's jacket lays on the front door of the campus apartment building with a custom message patched onto the back welcoming guests to her album release party. As my classmate goes up to the elevator, I wait in the lounge downstairs for a bit as I get recognised by random students for the video from my FIRST DREAM lol it had apparently gone viral and someone showed me a meme of their two favourite celebrities being handed a beer with the caption above saying "My brother! My sister!"
I hang out with them for a bit completely forgetting my main objective in the dream, then the dream turns into this movie scene where an ex girlfriend speaks to her ex boyfriend (played by Jaden) who's giving her a whole monologue about how he's been thinking about his behaviour and has grown up feeling like a better person and thanking her for it.
As he was trespassing the campus, the ex girlfriend warns him about campus security "going to stink him up" with stink bomb like bullets than aren't actually lethal so won't kill him.
He manages to avoid all campus security and is hiding behind a car next to the exit, ready to stealth towards the door when his escape ride chauffeur, his dad (played by Will Smith) enters through the exit being emotionally touched by his son's monologue going "My son!" as he walks up to his son to give him a hug to which the son disappointingly says "[N-word] you can't be serious right now-" and they both get shot by campus security before he can finish his sentence.

I somehow manage to press pause on this scene and suddenly remember why I was at the campus in the first place as I go up the stairs to hopefully still make the album release party. However, a few floors up I come across an art exhibition by the campus' art students who made all sorts of interactive art, one them being a sewing machine that has videos playing in the monitor with a caption on the monitor saying "How Norwegians laugh at videos"
As I walk around the exhibition, I notice a classmate from the art academy we studied at, he recognises me as "someone he did an elective with" and not as his classmate, barely remembering my name while I correct him while greeting him by his name. His friends start chatting with me and we all hang out in the restaurant in the room next door.

[I woke up before ever making it to the album release party]

This dream occurred to me this morning. As you can tell, my mind is consumed with university-related themes right now. I will post the remaining journals from February to June sometime later.

Here I was, at the University of Waterloo's Student Life 101. In a group of a few students, many of whom I didn't know, we walked inside this building and took some pamphlets.

The room was somewhat cozy and old-fashioned - perhaps it was the residence building on campus? We packed our stuff and headed down the hallways, me remembering my toiletries. By the Sun angle and time of day, I was walking east.

As I entered the bathroom, I was reading the pamphlet, describing a student's experience at the university.

A female student wrote inside: "I enjoy fam sessions and walkout sessions".

Instantly, I was taken in my mind to a scene where the pine trees stand tall in Saskatchewan, yet the grassy fields were all over. A thought popped into my head: "the difference between boys and men when they have a problem, is that boys ignore it, and men ask what they can do to fix it".

Perhaps it wasn't that concise. Either way, I thought: Replace the F with a J and then we're talking. *Revolution!*

There was much anticipation on either end, and some towels were possibly in the room. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, and went to check the website to find info on an English Proficiency Exam, including bloopers.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the nights of June 12-13 and 14-15, 2011.]

Night of June 12-13

There is a murder investigation taking place in a house that looks a lot like my grandparents' house. I am directly involved, and the investigation is highly elaborate and has a detailed plot, with lots of dialog. [Of course, I can't remember any of the specifics now.] Partway through, the dream morphs from live-action into a Tim Burton stop-motion movie featuring the Grim Reaper, who “kills” me. I somehow know I'm not really dead, though. I fall over backwards from the force of the scythe-blow and land in a sling, suspended from a moving, overhead track; it's part of a theme park ride. The ride takes me through “heaven” and ends with me exchanging salutes with Weird Al, who is standing in for Jesus on the ride.

Night of June 14-15

[Bizarre, Disneyland-related dreams FTW! This time,] I'm with a vivacious traveling companion, and we have time-traveled to the year 2011. [Whether backward or forward, I do not know.] We wonder how we know what year it is, until we come up with the obvious answer: “Because that's the year we set the time machine for?”

The entrance to the new version of Star Tours is in a rotating building with revolving doors. [This dream was in anticipation of the upcoming weekend; I was planning to go to Disneyland to ride the new Star Tours the following Sunday, June 19th, and I did.] Inside, there is a loading/staging area for the ride with circular staging zones.

“Abilene!” I say to a 1-year-old girl who is in the staging area with me. “You know you can't be on the end [of the row of seats]!” I take her spot in the staging area, making her and the other little kids move over along the row, toward the outside of the circle.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of June 10-11, 2011.]

I'm in the car with my mom. We're driving along dirt roads, checking our location against photos we have of landmarks along the way. We're on our way to JJ's party. [This dream was in anticipation of what I was going to do that evening – exactly the same thing, only without the photos or my mom.]

I'm in the parking lot outside the old Pomona First Federal branch in Ontario. It's a sunny day. I'm picking up many coins (quarters, dimes, and pennies) from the parking lot. I think, It's a bank, so it makes sense that there would be coins in the parking lot. Some real-life friends of mine [I think they may have been T and G, but I'm not sure] walk past me. There are many other people there.

I enter the building. The entryway is a high-ceilinged, airy room with tall windows and a grand, sweeping staircase. There is a freestanding sign at the bottom of the stairs saying that the Joy Laow [I think] room, the meeting room at the top of the stairs, is available for rent for meetings.

I go further into the building. The main part of the building is a large, long, rectangular, carpeted room with a high ceiling. It is a Marie Callender's restaurant. There is another part of the restaurant floor with a lower ceiling. This area has a small stage, where a loud rock band is playing. My family is sitting around a table near the stage, next to the sound-mixing board, which is sitting on another table. I join them at their table. P. orders another Pepsi from our server, and I order a glass of water. Shortly after I arrive at the table, the band takes a break. I'm relieved that I won't have their music blasting my ears out throughout dinner.

I wander off from the table and through the large, carpeted room. There's a lot of empty space in it for a restaurant seating area; there are only a few rectangular tables, arranged in a line. I enter a train-station-like lobby area off to one side of the room, where I see an ad [?] for the Scott Pilgrim video game, in mirror image. I know RD wants to play it. I see a group of people there discussing video games, and I join in.